Here I go again :D This story contains more blood than the other one I wrote from Pet Shop, so this is written more with my usual style x) I hope you like this one too!

Chapter 1, Shots in the night

"Unfortunately I don't have any tea left anymore." D said. "But if you don't mind, we can go out to have some tea."

"Well, why not…" Leon mumbled a bit confused.

D smiled. "I know one nice café here in Chinatown. Shall we go there?"

"If the owner of that place is not like that freak guy who ate people, then it's okay."

D ignored Leon's comment, only smiled and started to talk something to himself when preparing to leave. Leon could only smile for D's monologue, and when D laughed for something his pets did, Leon couldn't help but notice how cute D was when laughing like that.

They walked in the fresh autumn evening, at times in silence and at times talking. Leon enjoyed himself, it was so peaceful with no one else walking there than the two of them. Chinatown really was a beautiful place at night, a place which hid many secrets within…

Suddenly they heard a scream. D and Leon started to run towards the voice and arrived to the café that D had wanted them to go for tea. Three men ran out of the café with guns and one of them was carrying a big sack on his shoulder.

"Oh shit!" Leon cursed, took his gun and started to run towards the men.

"Leon, don't!" D yelled, for nothing.

"Hold it right there!"
"Behind you, Leon!"

Leon felt how someone pushed him at his back, so hard that he fell over onto the ground. He heard a shot and a yell of pain, which made his heart skip one beat. He turned around quickly and shocked.

"D!!"

D fell onto his knees, blood running down his back. He was panting heavily and has turned pale like snow. Leon noticed another man with gun behind a corner, and realized that D had pushed him aside and gotten shot himself.

"For Heaven's sake, D!" Leon cried out and rushed to D.

"Someone call an ambulance!" Leon yelled to the waiters who had come out of the café. "Quickly!"

One of the waiters went back inside, another yelled: "There are some people injured inside, too! And the robbers are going to get away!"

"I'll call for help." Leon said picking his mobile phone.

D was lying at the ground, still panting, and the deep wound on his back was bleeding a lot. After calling more polices Leon put his phone back to his pocket and took D onto his arms. He was looking at Leon with pain in his eyes.

"Damn it, D!" Leon snapped. "You could've been a bit more careful!"

"B-but… that man could have killed you…" D managed to say.

"You still shouldn't have gotten into the way!"

D couched blood and grabbed Leon's shirt. "L-Leon… i-it's hurting…"

"The ambulance should be coming. You'll be alright." Leon said with trembling voice.

"You… promise?"

"I won't let you die, D."

The time went on painfully slow. Leon was holding D in his arms and waiting for the ambulance to come. The waiters in the café were trying to give first aid to the injured people inside the café, and their voices could be heard outside. It started to rain.

"Breathe, D." Leon said silently, when D couched blood again and started to breathe in fits and starts.

"I-I… can't…" D managed to say.

Leon pressed him tightly against himself and whispered: "I'm begging you, don't do this to me. You can make it, c'mon! Breathe with me, don't give up yet."

"Hey!" Someone then yelled running to the street. "The ambulances can't come to this narrow street! We'll have to carry the injured ones to the ambulances!"

Leon didn't waste time. Holding D on his arms he stood up and started to run towards the end of the street. In a minute his hands were all covered in warm blood, and feeling it made him run faster.

"I won't let you die, D!"

Next chappy: Don't leave me alone